Chapter 12602

Chapter 12602

At this point, only half of the 15-minute time limit had passed.

"The watershed moment has arrived."

Lin Yi and Zhang Baiyu exchanged a knowing glance.

Given the track's usual behavior, they certainly wouldn't remain silent at this point.

Sure enough, a new message appeared over Tianshui Lake.

"Hidden rule triggered: After the number of kills exceeds thirty, three clones will spawn simultaneously each time."

The scene changed suddenly.

Qin Wenzhong could handle two clones at the same time with relative ease, but he was immediately overwhelmed when facing three clones simultaneously.

"Twelve afterimages of Dharma forms are his limit?"

Lin Yi raised an eyebrow slightly.

Zhang Baiyu nodded and said, "Afterimages will always disappear. A Dharma Image afterimage can only last for no more than twelve breaths. Each time a Dharma Image afterimage is created, it takes at least one breath. He can't do any more than that."

The twelve afterimages of the Dharma Image can easily kill a clone with a single concentrated attack.

However, when facing three clones at the same time, this efficiency suddenly drops sharply, and the most obvious manifestation of this is that Qin Wenzhong begins to get injured.

The track refresh mechanism means that every time he defeats a clone, a new clone will immediately spawn.

There are always three clones on the field.

The efficiency of the twelve afterimages alone is simply insufficient to clear the area quickly.

As a result, the five-zhang-tall Dharma image behind Qin Wenzhong began to visibly thin out.

Even so, Qin Wenzhong's kill record is still skyrocketing, and the rate of increase is even faster than before!

"Forty-seven...forty-eight...forty-nine..."

"Holy crap! Fifty!"

A chorus of shouts erupted from the lakeside.

Even at this point, Qin Wenzhong was still fighting on the field.

In the end, Qin Wenzhong's Dharma Image collapsed and he was eliminated, his kill count settling at fifty-three!

Back on shore, Qin Wenzhong, though having just exhausted himself in a battle, was still full of energy. He casually cupped his hands in all directions, making no attempt to hide his smugness.

"Excuse me, everyone, but I'll accept this track reward today without any hesitation."

Their main targets were the Food Saint and Di Qingfan and their group.

The Food Saint remained silent, his face dark.

In the past, how dare Qin Wenzhong act so disrespectfully in front of him?

Do you really think the title of the Five Sages of the Aristocratic Families is just for show?

However, now, after suffering repeated setbacks, the intimidation of the Five Saints of the Aristocratic Clan has vanished.

Even though he, the Food Saint, was the only four-zhang-tall Dharma Aspect expert in the entire arena at this moment, he did not dare to make a move rashly. With the precedent of killing the Saint as a warning, if he were to make another move, he would truly be courting death.

As for the rest of the top experts, they all remained silent.

In a one-on-one situation, they might not necessarily lose to Qin Wenzhong.

However, under the current track rules, it would be extremely difficult for them to beat Qin Wenzhong.

Qin Wenzhong was indeed forced out, but he had already used up almost all of the 15-minute time limit.

With his kill efficiency and almost full playing time, this is close to the theoretical best performance from any perspective!
It would be incredibly difficult for anyone to achieve a better record than this.

This has nothing to do with strength or weakness.

Moreover, there are only two spots left.

At this moment, the remaining people fell into silence.

Qin Wenzhong continued loudly, "Tonight, I'm hosting a victory celebration banquet at the Qin family home. Everyone is welcome to come; as long as you come, you're a friend of the Qin family!"

Such a bold and extravagant behavior would have been met with ridicule in the past.

Who do you think you are, Qin Wenzhong?
However, quite a few people at the scene are now echoing this sentiment.

Regardless, Qin Wenzhong truly stole the show today. After so many years of silence, the Qin family has finally become the focus of the entire Tianjun once again.

This battle might truly be a turning point for the entire Qin family!
The beam of light shone again, and the person who was finally chosen was clearly at a loss.

After a lot of effort, he barely managed to kill four clones before being eliminated in a sorry state.

This leaves only one spot available.

Qin Wenzhong looked at the audience with a calm expression: "I wonder who will be the last unlucky one. But anyway, it's just a formality. It doesn't matter if you create a few clones. Nobody will laugh at you."

The beam of light had barely finished speaking when it struck.

It landed precisely on Lin Yi's head.

The whole place fell into silence.

Zhang Baiyu, who was closest to Lin Yi, was not surprised at all, and his face showed an expression of "I knew it".

"The Emperor of Ending? It's him again?"

"Why do I feel like the racetrack is owned by them, and they get all the benefits?"

"I also think that it's always either the Emperor of Termination or the Old Monster of Termination, and they monopolize the track rewards."

There is much discussion from all sides.

Qin Wenzhong's expression suddenly froze.

With an astonishing record of fifty-three wins, he wasn't worried at all if anyone else, even the Food Saint, were to take the stage.

But when facing Lin Yi, he really felt a little uneasy.

As everyone said, what he was afraid of was not Lin Yi himself, but the unclear and ambiguous relationship between the racetrack and the Finale.

If there's really something going on here, even if his record is phenomenal, there's a risk that his account might be forcibly hacked.

However, Qin Wenzhong quickly regained his composure and showed disdain.

"The track has always been fair. They just took advantage of loopholes before. With such strict rules today, I want to see what loopholes they can still find!"

The more righteous and stern they speak, the more guilty they appear to others.

However, people didn't despise him because of this.

After all, from any perspective, this person on the field does seem rather strange.

As for the Food Saint, Emperor Qingfan, and other top experts, although they missed their last chance, they were happy to watch a good show.

Di Qingfan commented, "To surpass Qin Wenzhong, two conditions are indispensable: one is a higher kill efficiency, and the other is to last for a quarter of an hour. I wonder if our Emperor of Termination has the confidence to do so?"

Mei Zhixue said quietly from the side, "How about we make a bet?"

Di Qingfan countered, "What are we betting on?"

"If I win..."

Mei Zhixue's next words made his eyelids twitch: "How about we join forces and kill Emperor Sheng?"

Di Qingfan gave him a deep look: "Are you talking to me?"

Mei Zhixue laughed and said, "It was just a casual remark. Emperor Brother, just take it as a joke. It's not easy for you, the Emperor Saint's prized student, to make such a decision."

"When did I say I was going to make that kind of decision?"

Di Qingfan's eyes flashed: "However, Brother Mei, if you have any ideas about the Supreme Emperor, I can lend you a hand."

"Each each other."

Mei Zhixue smiled and dismissed the matter with a narrowed eye.